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Every Day was the same
He woke up, got dressed up for the world
And planned a party just for one girl
And at evening the strangers came
And each time they were never the same

His eyes grow tired as he searches the yard
A desolate expression comes knowing she won’t be there
Wondering if she every truly cared
Mad that he tried so hard
And his emotions for her he was ready to discard

As summer went on she grew close
She finally said I love you
And he replied you too
But her love for him was never the most
She treated him as the affair with the party host

One solemn night was filled with death
A mistress puts her hand out in good face
But the green machine takes her out like a wrath
And they all left
As she took her last breath

They tried to put his honesty to the test
Saying he has killed before
And he is going to do more
But with a bullet to bless
This great Gatsby was put to rest  

BY: Derek Lewis



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